sun moon and raising √

18

LEFT HOME FOR BREATHING

and can i blame that i sit alone in this crowd. i miss having to laugh at every joke my old friends made. i can't find myself amongst such a crowd.i am lost in a room full of people, i can call for a smile but it's all a gimmick of attention seekers and liers treasury. during this most dreamy phase of life i am the most clueless now.

i didn't know why i write this? some days here are my heavenly host.they are like craving freedom of mistakes, drunk calls and random strangers. my teen would have carved.in my wildest never thought to dance to lights and music to sneaking out and driving. it's beautiful.

it's a mixture of emotions i hate it less than i love it.